Sup. I'm Brian.
I used to be carefree, fun-loving. I had a sense of humor and a real heart, but since I moved from the warmth of loving alabama friends to the cold bitter of being the new kid in Washington, I have been cold and heartless. I'm not much fun to be around. It could also be the fact I spent a few months forcing myself to hate a girl I was madly in love with, but hey, your call.
What do i do?
I used to barrel race, but my horse died recently.
R.I.P. Sunny's Dancing Fool. I think he died of a broken heart, I'm surprised I didn't too. You were fire in the arena, and drew all eyes to you in the pasture. You will remain in my heart forever, for you were more then 'just a horse'
I nearly got really into rodeo back in AL, But that girl was also my teampinning partner/rodeo buddy. Kinda hard to work with a girl who hates your guts. I think her horse felt the same.
R.I.P. A Foxy Model. There was never a horse more beautiful, not even Sundance could compare. You and your girl made the greatest team in the world, a partnership I could only dream of having.
Anyways, so yeah. I'm 17. My birthday lies, it's really the 21st of April. That was a joke on a friend.
I like horses, I like the scent of red dirt. I like x-box and I like the few friends I still have.
I dislike the thought of her, though I'm addicted to the memory of her smile. I dislike cats, and I don't like chicken nuggets.
More then anything, I hate the color periwinkle...
What a stupid color, it's just a shade of lavander.

Message me if you want, I honestly dont get on much, only to play zOMG.